Friday 25th September 1936

A swim tonight, in the swollen river. Not too inviting. Cheery evening with John, Dick and a pack of cards. Filled in a Littlewood football coupon for me. John gave a lesson on Auction. Heavy rain: some came through the roof!

Strolled along to the Anglers’ (very handy) for a drink. Then began Banker.
Excitement and “terrible oaths”. The alarm rang – a signal for the last round – they trebled. I was banker, turned up an ace and won 1/6 Cut again, they doubled: I turned up a low card and lost 3/-.